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“Re!” I snapped.

“Maybe you should puff a little something local,” Re waggled his eyebrows at Wolf. “It will put a big wolfy grin on your face.”

Wolf snapped his teeth at Re, but the Sun God only laughed harder. Growling, Wolf headed for Re.

“Hey!” I grabbed Wolf's arm. “Cut it out! He's your friend.”

“He's an ass!”

“That too, but he's still your friend.”

“All this talk about asses is making me horny,” Re drawled.

“You're always horny.” I rolled my eyes.

“That I am.” Re reached for me.

Wolf pushed Re back. “Stay away from my mate!”

I shoved Wolf away from us both. “Enough!” Then I turned to glare at Re.

Re shrugged. “At least it got him off the other thing.”

“What other thing?” Wolf demanded. Then his expression shifted. “Ty! We need to go. Now!”

Re rolled his golden eyes. “Go where, doggy? If you can tell us where Ty is, we'll all go get him. But you can't, can you?”

“He's my brother! I know his scent as well as I know my mate's.”

“Yeah, but his scent vanishes on the stairs!” Re waved at the metal stairs. That's what your mate just said! So, now what? Huh? How are you going to find your brother?”

“I don't know!” Wolf roared.

Chapter Two

“Uh, is this a bad time?”

I turned toward the sound of a woman's voice. It was actually two women standing in the club’s entrance with Alex, a Froekn bouncer. Both women had thick, dark hair down to their waists, dark eyes, and desert-tanned skin. They were both also beautiful, as goddesses tended to be, but one looked like a genie's—excuse me, I mean, a Jinn's—wet dream, with generous curves that would look amazing in anything. The other one had a slender, muscular body and looked like she'd gleefully smash a bottle over the head of any man who dared to dream about her in any capacity. It wasn't false advertising—I'd seen her do it.

“She said you knew her, boss.” Alex motioned at the slender one as he looked from me to Wolf. “Uh, hey, Wolf, sir.” He bowed.

Wolf sniffed rapidly and then nodded at Alex.

Meanwhile, I rushed over to the slender woman. “Ninkasi?”

I hesitated in front of her. Ninkasi had been friends with Sin during what I liked to call my dark phase. Sin betrayed both of us. I forgave him. She didn't. She got pissed at me for being too merciful. Walked out of a celebration party. But Sin later saved my bacon, so I think I made the right choice.

“Hello, Vervain. The place looks good.” Ninkasi was the Mesopotamian Goddess of Beer and Alcohol, and she owned a nightclub in Bahrain. That was where I'd seen the bottle smashing.

I fidgeted with my hands. “Thanks, uh, how have you been?”

“Well, thank you. I've made up with Sin.”

“Have you? Oh, that's nice. I haven't seen him for a while, but he helped us. Did he tell you?”

“Yeah.” She rolled her eyes. “He used it as an excuse to speak to me.”

“Who is this?” Wolf demanded.